The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated May 3, 2007
Bullet
An event full of colour;
Some drops of blood,
The colour of my heart.
Somebody says,
That I have noticed:
The true color of life,
Burning sun, dying evening; the starry night.
My pity cries.
Who looks for tomorrow?
No! No!
It's a bunch of darkness,
The peace of life,
The real beginning of hope,
Or the end of life.